I went to the dentist today yesterday. (I wanted to write this post yesterday so my visit to the dentist would have been today but now it’s tomorrow which is today so the dentist was yesterday. I think.) Anyway…
So I went to the dentist. I’ve never been a fan of going to the dentist (honestly, who is?) but I usually cope with it okay.
Except yesterday.
It shouldn’t have been an issue. It was just a standard ‘pick and polish’ visit and no follow up appointment was required. But it was. An issue, that is. I don’t know why.
As I lay there, feeling like a victim of the Marquis de Sade (except my dentist is a woman so it’s not a very apt metaphor – okay, so maybe like a victim of Annie Wilkes, then), I came to the conclusion that whatever tool your dentist thinks he or she is using in your mouth, in your head – well, in mine at least – it feels more like this:
What your dentist uses |
What it feels like |
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By the way, that last one? According to the dental supply website I found it on, one of its features is “Preventing refluence doohickey”. Handy thing to have, that.
Postscript: The original image in that last one wasn’t working so I’ve had to replace it with a different one. Maybe its refluence doohickey was faulty.
Master of Something I'm Yet To Discover 
It’s the giant needles that get to me.
I feel like I’m being kebabbed…
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Yeah, what’s with those?? I’m pretty sure teeny, tiny needles would do the same job. Surely….
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Loved the opening paragraph – makes me want to inquire, did you get a snort of the laughing gas? 🙂
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Oh, but that I had… Remember the discussion about sounds and I reckoned I had a faulty volume dial in my head? Imagine what the sound of a drill is like in my head? Plus, I’d neglected to eat breakfast and this was after 11 so my stomach was also empty. The noise was just reverberating through my whole body. I was just one big dentist’s echo chamber…
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I laffed like anything. 😀 BUT ! – the last ‘real’ image ain’t working, H ! – woe …
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😦 It’s working on mine. I’ve tried making it a bit smaller – see if that helps.
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Yikes !!!! – I am happy to report that I’ve never laid eyes on one of those; but I do keep my eyes shut at my dentist’s …
Thanks very much, H ! 😀
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Hm. And then it wasn’t working. I’ve replaced it with a different one.
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Oh. Well, thank-you even MORE !!! X !
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Oh my. You are soooo preaching to the choir here. I am a sensible and strong person in all matters except dentistry. Hate it with an undying and unreasonable passion. I have only had one cavity in my entire life, so I have no real horror stories to relate to explain this phobia, but it’s real. I once went ten years without going to a dentist and only broke down because I felt I probably “should.” Sweaty palms and all. Thanks for a great laugh!!
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Ooh, you beat me. I went for six years. Took the kids every 6 months, though. Felt like Cruella de Vil.
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The dentist is not my favorite place to go, but thankfully they no longer use those dang picks for cleaning. The hygienist uses some kind of ultrasonic machine to rid the tarter from my teeth. It’s pretty easy peasy.
Now the drilling…that’s another story…
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She used the picks and then some machine to get the rest. Felt like an angle grinder. Nothing easy peasy about it. More like meanie zucchini.
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Thanks, I’ve always closed my eyes. Now what’s been seen cannot be unseen 😯
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I’d apologise but I think you adequately got your revenge with that clip. I had my fingers in my ears for half of it and I’m still trying to get my teeth back from the edge.
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Ever since I discovered I could have gas even for a pick and polish…Bring it on! The p & p is worse than a filling. All that grinding away at tender tooth parts never meant to be touched by more than a fleshy finger…
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You can do that? Hm. I’m going to ask about that when I next go in…. sometime next decade.
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Mouthful of broken teeth and I still won’t go – all caused by having to get 2 broken teeth fixed within a couple of months, when the third one broke it was too much. Haven’t been back for – 4 years? Another of the joys of aging plus antibiotics etc.
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Like I said, I don’t know a single soul who likes the dentist. I don’t even understand people who decide to become dentists. Although BB’s YouTube clip above provides a few answers.
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In my experience the left hand images are what it feels like when you go to a female dentist and the right when you go to a male.
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Nah. I have a female dentist and I guarantee that yesterday I had all but the drill in my mouth (the angle grinder was the worst). But maybe I was just having an off day. I do love having a female dentist. Small hands.
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You have put me off going to the dentist for some time to come! Very descriptive!!
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I think I’ve put myself off going!
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Thanks for this reminder from hell when my next dentist appointment is only a few weeks away. I think my mouth single-handedly put my dentist’s daughter through university. You guessed it, she’s now a dentist too.
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See, I’ll never understand that. Becoming a dentist, I mean. What is the attraction?
Sorry about the reminder. Well, not really. 😛
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Don’t ever think about an orthopaedic surgeon’s tools. That really would turn the stomach.
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